After Grandma Zhao Qi went back, the Su family was finally at peace.

On this weekend, Su Qingtong came to Yunwu Mountain for a tour.

It is the season of peach and plum competition, the breeze blows, the fragrance of flowers overflows, the morning clouds and mist, like a fairyland, which is also the origin of the name of Yunwu Mountain.

Just as she was watering the fruit trees with water from the space well.

Suddenly, a tall figure came out of the fog, and stood in front of her.

Su Qingtong looked up.

is still dressed in black clothes and black pants, but his figure is tall, his face is like jade, and his facial features are extremely handsome, at this moment, his originally sharp eyes are staring at the pot in her hand with some surprise.

Su Qingtong subconsciously wanted to hide the pot in the space, but fortunately she was alert to the inappropriateness, if she showed such a hand, wouldn't it be to tell Mo Zhitang clearly that she had a magical space?

Su Qingtong, who was rippling on the verge of death, quickly came back to his senses, and then glared at him vigilantly and asked, "What are you staring at my pot for?" ”

Mo Zhitang just glanced at her, didn't say anything, and suddenly stretched out his palm towards her.

The nine-turn spirit pot in Su Qingtong's hand flew into his hand as if it had wings.

"Alas! What are you doing? Su Qingtong looked at the Nine Turns Spirit Pot that flew into Mo Zhitang's hand and said angrily: "That's my thing." ”

Mo Zhitang still glanced at her, but still didn't speak, Su Qingtong was also used to his style, just as he was a mute, the magic was that she was able to read what he was trying to express, it was really a hell.

Mo Zhitang leaned down and sniffed the water in the pot, with a strange fragrance.

In an instant, he only felt that his mind was clear, and his spirit was quiet, and he already understood in his heart that this was a good thing that was extremely useful to him.

Moreover, the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, if he guessed correctly, this should be the Nine Turns Spirit Pot, a divine pot that only exists in the legend and specializes in collecting spiritual liquid, but he didn't expect that it really existed in this world.

He also realized why Yunwu Mountain has aura? It turned out that it was all because of this pot.

Su Qingtong saw him staring at the Nine Turns Spirit Pot in a daze, and tried to snatch it away several times but failed, and in the end, he only rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Hey! How did you become a robber? ”

Mo Zhitang suddenly asked her, "Where did you get this pot from?" ”

Su Qingtong was slightly stunned.

It seemed that this was the first time she had heard Mo Zhitang speak, his voice was cold and indifferent, but it was like a pleasant sound made when the jade hit, and there was a heart-warming feeling.

She thought, this person looks very fierce, but she didn't expect the voice to be so good, and it doesn't match his person at all.

However, she was only confused for a moment, and then persistently snatched the Nine Turns Spirit Pot in his hand: "Where do you care where I came from?" Hurry up and give it back to me. ”

Mo Zhitang leaned slightly, avoiding her outstretched hand, but easily grabbed her body that rushed over, and this action was very skillful, as if he had practiced countless times.

Su Qingtong was held by him with one hand, like a little chicken who had been caught in the lifeline, struggling in vain: "What are you going to do?" It's my stuff, it's my baby. ”

Mo Zhitang asked coldly, "Where did you come from?" ”

Su Qingtong was not afraid of him at all now, but glared at him angrily and said, "I just won't tell you." ”

"It was dug up from the grave, right?"

Su Qingtong didn't react for a while, what kind of tomb was dug up?

It took a long time to remember that she had been seen by him last time in Su Facai's grave, did he think that she was a person who specialized in digging graves.

Su Qingtong hurriedly pleaded: "This is something I originally had, and it was not dug up from the tomb. ”

"Where did that come from?"

Seeing that he had been entangled in this question, Su Qingtong rolled his eyes, and said with a sly smile on his face, "Guess! If you guess right, I'll answer your next question. ”

Mo Zhitang looked at her helplessly, this tricky girl, I'm afraid she can't ask anything useful.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his finger and drew a circle towards her.

Su Qingtong looked at Mo Zhitang inexplicably, and didn't understand what he was doing at all, so he saw that after he drew a circle towards him, he stared at her with a solemn face, which was inexplicably a little scary.

Her steps unconsciously took two steps back.

Mo Zhitang still looked at her blankly, but there was a hurricane in his heart.

He actually didn't see anything, and this was the third person he had met in his life who couldn't see the past and present lives.

The first is the ancestor of the Mo family who has lived for more than 300 years, the second is the white dragon master of the Danglu Temple, and the third is the cardamom girl in front of him.

He was even more sure of the feeling he felt when he first saw her, she was not an ordinary person, maybe she was really the goddess of Xianmen more than 2,000 years ago, but how did she become a wasted person with no talent in this life.

No, she's not wasted, she's just covered up by the ordinary, like a dusty night pearl, mixed in a pile of gravel, and no one knows her true face.

Besides, how could a person with a nine-turn spirit pot be an ordinary person?

Mo Zhitang was puzzled again, such an ordinary girl, even if she was a goddess two thousand years ago, she had always been reincarnated many times, how could he not see her previous life?

At this time, Su Qingtong was secretly trying to take back the Nine Turns Spirit Pot in his hand, but her little ability was not enough in front of Mo Zhitang.

Mo Zhitang didn't even have to move his steps at all, and he tired Su Qingtong half to death.

In the end, Su Qingtong had given up the idea of reclaiming the Nine Turns Spirit Pot from him, it wasn't that she didn't want to, but she couldn't do anything about it.

"What the hell do you want? It's talking. Su Qingtong was so tired that he panted: "Let me tell you, don't think about taking my things." ”

Mo Zhitang then said: "How about you sell me this pot?" The price is yours. ”

Su Qingtong sneered in his heart, and sure enough, it was so.

She circled around him twice, but such a thought jumped out of her heart inexplicably, this person has a good figure, well-proportioned, slender and handsome, and I don't know how his parents were born.

She sighed, but unfortunately it was not something she could think about, so she would have some regrets.

Although this person is good-looking, powerful and capable, he is not suitable for her.

She was just a dish in front of him, a dish with aura that could help him cultivate.

But if she hadn't had the space and aura, this person wouldn't have come to her.

Therefore, things in the world are so helpless, obviously she thinks she can tease him, she can take the opportunity to rub him a little oil, but she doesn't dare, even if she is crawling and rolling in his arms, she doesn't dare to give birth to a trace of charm, of course, there must be half a thread, which is like missing hundreds of billions, which makes her annoyed and makes her have nothing to do.

Su Qingtong's emotions were a little wistful and asked him: "When did I say that I was going to sell this pot?" ”

Mo Zhitang said: "You don't use spiritual liquid to water fruit trees to make money, I will give you the money directly, wouldn't it save trouble?" ”

"But the money you give me will be used up one day, but my spirit pot will make money for generations."

Mo Zhitang was stunned, he couldn't say a reason to refute it.

Su Qingtong stretched out his hand, his eyes were firmly on the pot in his hand and said, "You have been looking at it for so long and touching it for so long, you should return the pot to me." ”

The pot stretched out by Mo Zhitang retracted again, after all, he was a little reluctant, but the pot was hers, and he couldn't do anything to take it by chance, but returning it to her was as painful as digging his heart, so he was entangled and didn't want to return the pot.

It was the first time for Su Qingtong to see such a humanized Mo Zhitang, and he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, what if the Mo family has three thousand years of inheritance, it's not that there are no good things accumulated?

Look, her descendants are so ignorant, and she feels a little proud in her heart, but she doesn't know who she is proud of.

This is actually an inexplicable feeling, just like Ah Q's thoughts.

Although the Mo family does not have the Nine Turns Spirit Pot, the Mo family has inexhaustible wealth, unparalleled power, and the ability to cross the heavens and the earth, and these are all unattainable for Su Qingtong.

Su Qingtong's heart is innocent, she is not qualified to laugh at the Mo family, but there is a voice in her head that is proud, as if it is another idea of hers.

And at this time, she didn't know where the anger came from, so she actually snatched the Nine Turns Spirit Pot from Mo Zhitang's hand.